Mourn not your youthful beauty. It has
served you well. But beauty will fade to birth the soul; to strip
away all pretence and allow the self to emerge, strong, courageous,
and true.
This was written in response to this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge.
"As you'll recall from your elementary science class days, the structure of the earth can be divided most simply into three sections: core, mantle, crust."
This is beautiful and moving.
ReplyDeleteA very well-written poem, flush with the important discoveries that come with such personal journeys.
ReplyDeletesome are born with old souls and grow into them. You are right - it is then that the beauty shows. :)
ReplyDeleteSo true! I'll remember this as I see my chin(s) and wrinkles in the mirror :)
ReplyDeleteTrue,real beauty is within & when one sees that,rest becomes obsolete:-)Lovely poem
ReplyDeleteAh yes we can hope that age will bring strength of character to make up for the ignorance of youth :-)
ReplyDeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeleteEmpowering words, beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteExcellent
ReplyDeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteI like this! Makes me almost happy I'm ugly lol
ReplyDeleteI love the emotions in this. Well done.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful thoughts. I love your site. So pretty!
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Lovely! I like the tone and the 'historical' feel to it.
ReplyDeleteI only hope the truth flows as beautifully as does your poetic tongue on the subject. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorite interpretations of the prompt! It's simply brilliant.
ReplyDeleteOh, gorgeous! What a lovely concept, and something we should all keep in mind. In fact, I'm going to try to repeat that first line to myself each morning.
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